10 Reasons why November 12 - 13 FUCKING BLOWS.

1. Woke up. Got in fight with brother over something petty and retarded.
2. Went to St. T to get criminal record check for new job. Police detachment closed for Remembrance Day.
3. Went to London with Dad to look at random piece of machinery. After over an hour of looking at said piece of machinery, it was decided that said piece of machinery was not awesome enough to be added to the Loos Collection of Random Machinery.
4. Went to Wal Mart to see if they had any cheap scrubs. They did. But they were the most hideous colour of lime green I've ever seen in my life. Left with no scrubs.
5. Moved into the Boullee House exactly one year ago Nov 12. Miss rad people at Boullee house.
6. Broke up with ex-boyfriend exactly one year ago Nov 13. Miss stupidest, most trivial, dumbass things about ex-boyfriend.
7. Started at TriOS exactly one year ago Nov 13. Miss class and teachers.
8. Future Shop found my phone number and knows where I am and I owe them lots of money.
9. Moving in 48 hours, still not completely sure of my couch hopping route for the next two weeks. Or how I will afford to eat.
10. Must do following tomorrow: bank, dr's appointment, typing gig, get criminal record check, tie up loose ends in town, a bazillion loads of laundry, somehow stay sane.

Dear November,
You fucking blow the big one.

No love,
Me.

Redeeming points about November:
Kenny vs. Spenny Season 3 comes out on DVD tomorrow.
As does Shrek III.
Christmas is in only 44 days, at which point I will be receiving a cozy new Roots sweater and hopefully some yummy candy. That's all I want. (I will probably be spending Christmas at work, but alas.)
Egg nog should be out soon if it isn't already.
The panhandling should get more lucrative as more people get into the holiday spirit.
(Okay, that last one is a joke. Spare some change?)